Transformational Freeverse
No Ordinary Grape
Being Crushed By A Golem, continued
Feb 3, 2022
I can feel the weight pressing down on me
Like a giant foot
So large I can’t even perceive
What it’s attached to
Like Jack’s Giant
Despite the pressure
I am holding on
Holding my own, holding out
Persisting, calmly
Surprisingly so
The pressure is squishing me like a grape
And I’m shedding the skin
And emerging as new fruit.
A fruit capable of meditation, astral travel
Toward the face of the Giant
And look!
“But I can feel him under my foot,
He’s still there! How is he facing me?”
Well, it’s not an ordinary grape
You’re standing on.
